Page 210 of Scars of Fate

Adam stared at the radio.

“Give me a name.”

“I can’t.”

“Give me the damn name.”

The operator lowered his voice further.

“General Robert Kane.”

I knew the name.

Every member of the Brave did.

Kane oversaw special operations coordination across three continents.

He had access to mission rosters.

Aircraft assignments.

Medical teams.

Classified routes.

Everything Meridian needed.

Adam looked at me.

“Either Kane is compromised…”

“Or he controls Meridian,” I finished.

The operator continued.

“You were declared missing after the helicopter crash. Search and rescue was canceled twelve minutes ago.”

“Reason?”

“Command reported no survivors.”

Wynn stared at the radio.

“They knew we survived.”

“Yes,” Hawk said. “And they want the official record to say we didn’t.”

The mountains seemed to close around us.

No aircraft.

No rescue.

No official support.

If Meridian killed us here, the world would believe we died in the crash.

Adam raised the handset.